Best Aft Poems

AFT-PLAY  - Nighttime Musing


Listening -
soft murmur of her breath
gently moving silken strands
draped across her face,

Nuzzling -
beauty’s aromatic aftermath

adrift -
on a sea of dreams.



12/6/2015

submitted to – Nighttime Musings – Poetry Contest
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•	older balding male looks longingly at vanishing shore
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aft’ the storm’s the cure
the salt licks his face

though trenches’s formed
as foam settles down

will his Tessie rest
in his windward eyes

will she lay on his treasure chest
hearing the ebb and flow

as his vocal cords desist
from commanding mates

to feel the siren’s call,
to salve the absinthium,

absolve him with...

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still have much to learn 
there will be an aft and stern
world may mix and churn.

Jim Horn Haiku...

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Staring Fore and Aft
By: Tom Wright 
5/12/03]

We oft stare hinder,
knowing that there, lurks only time spent.
We embrace in thought those days without birth,
while probing their existence.
We're cognizant of frailties at discerning the future.
We should rather, focus on time at hand
for this is all we possess.
Time...

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